Dree and Sophie walked down the street. Sophie had a large floppy hat on with a big pink bow. Dree had her on a pretty pink leash. They were out to get some things from the fluffy mart and Dree was worried Sophie was getting rather fat. She was right. The fluffy was getting rollie, her upper legs flopped down around her knees and the fat slapped together as she trotted down the street. Sophie herself was pink with a yellow mane and tail. Her attitude was all shit though. Sophie was the most miserable fluffy on Gods green earth. She huffed and puffed as she trotted along.
“Fluffy nu wike dis! Mahmamah cawy Sophie!” Dree sighed and picked up the pink earthy. Sophie started to struggle and squirm. “Nuuu! Nu comfie! Put Sophie downsie!!” Dree sighted again and set Sophie down on the sidewalk.
“It’s not far, around the corner and I’ll get you a treat for being such a good fluffy.” Dree continued to walk.
“Hurmf” Sophie grunted. The pair trotted along.
The bell above the door rang, Dree enjoyed the wash of cold as she and Sophie walked into the Fluff-Mart. The rows upon rows of fluffy needs all in one place. Kibble for babbeh, new mammahs, adult and elderly fluffies lined the shelves. Toys, litterboxes and of course fluffies fresh from Hasbio factory farms all up for adoptions. Prices vary depending on type and price. Dree got Sophie from a litter from a backyard breeder. Sophie was the last babbeh to go, she was tormented by little kids before Dree found her. Effectively saved her from being abused by hellgrimlins. Sophie got a nasty taste of humans though. If for the relief of being saved from such a fate or reason only known to Sophie, she begrudgingly loves Dree. The cages were full of cute talkie babbehs. All of them pressing their little faces and hoovies to the glass and calling out to the new Mammah and new fwiend. Sophie snorted at them and continued to trot on.
Edward placed a can of “I can’t believe this isn’t Sketties” fluffy chow on the shelf. He whistled the babbeh loves mammah tune. Sophie grunted at the man.
“Humrf, dummie mistah, give Sophie some nummies now!” Edward stopped what he was doing mid movement. Can in hand he turned and looked at Sophie.
“What an adorable little mare.” Edward said with a smile. Sophie looked at him and even though she was the most miserable fluffy in the entire world she felt a tinge of fear in that smile, something wasn’t right. Sophie quickly trotted behind Dree’s legs and sat down on her poopie place. She looked all around, but never at that smile. Dree smiled back.
“Aww, thank you, I need some food for Sophie and a new toy cause she is such a good fluffy.” Edward looked at Dree.
“Does she need some food for her foals, to make the bestest milkies?” Edward asked smiling down on Sophie. His unblinking eyes gazing down at the pink fluffy.
“No, she is fixed, can’t have babbies.” Edwards face fell. His smile dissolved into a frown.
“Ah, I see.”
“Yeah, she is getting rather portly unfortunately. Can I get some diet fluffy food?”
“Yes right this way.” Edward walked Dree and the passive Sophie to the bags with chunky fluffies on them, Dree picked up a bag and looked down at Sophie.
“What do you want for a toy Sophie?”
“Sophie nu wanna toysie, wan gu homesie” Sophie said looking down at the floor.
“Oh come now, a pretty mare deserves a good toy. Since you can’t have any babbies on your own, here is a new stuffy friend. On the house.” Edward said. He handed Sophie a pink stuffy of a baby fluffy.
Dree gasped! “Oh my goodness thank you, what do you say Sophie?” Sophie took the stuffy friend in her hoovies and looked at it for a long time. “Well Sophie?”
Sophie didn’t look up “Dank woo” she said. Edwards smile returned.
“Make sure you are a good Mammah, give it lots of milkies. Babbehs need milkies to grow big and strong, don’t they? Babbehes are always hugwy for milkies…” There was an awkward pause then Dree laughed
“Yes they do!” Dree paid for the food and the pair left the store. Sophie looked back as the door closed. Edward smiled.
Edward watched as they walked down the street and out into the world. Edward went back to the shelves and stacked the cans till the box was empty. He fed the foals in the cages and helped the other fine people find their fluffy needs. Till at last the time came for him to close the store. He said good night to the fluffies in the cage and locked up the store. Edward turned and walked down the street, he passed the other shops closing up. He stopped at the little Italian restaurant that he frequents every night after work. Mamma Giovanna shouted at him in Italian and came and gave him a big hug. She handed him the bag filled with his order. He paid and tipped well as he always did.
The keys jiggled in the door and Edward entered his apartment. It was dark even with the light on. A chair and a small tv sat in the living room. Edward placed the bag on the kitchen counter. Edward stood in the darkness smelling the meatballs. He began to breath heavily and started to perspire. Edward was hungry. So hungry. He opened the fridge and pulled out an auto feeder. From the cupboard he removed a dish. Edward plopped the contents of the bag into the bowl. Edward walked to the room. He stood there. He heard the peeps and cheeps of the foals. They were getting bigger. Soon they wouldn’t need milk anymore. That means she wouldn’t produce milk anymore. That means… Well for now it doesn’t matter. Because now she is perfect. Now she will feed babbeh. Babbeh was hungry. Babbeh needed to feed. He flicked the light on and walked into the room.
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